(Intro)
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Paul Wall in this motherfucker
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We like to welcome yall to motherfuckin Texas
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Feel like uh¡¦ H Town that is
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(Verse)
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Welcome to Texas, 3rd time, with Paul Wall it¡¯s going down
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I keep em down, man keep my 9
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My diamonds shine, I keep em lined
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Wreckin shit like it¡¯s ¡®99
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That¡¯s how we do it in the H Town
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Fuck it, I¡¯mma gonna slow it down
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Pass the 4, po it now
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I¡¯m still here, haters in the rear
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Anytime that disappear
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Old school, plenty coasts are clear
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Still countin, sittin outside
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Yellow ballin, I¡¯m a shining star
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Yall niggas is falling
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Them bad bitches still calling,
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Went from 4¡¯s to Rrari growlin
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Crawlin ass on the highway, I get high every day
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I stay fly every day
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Fuck your bitch in every way
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H Town, that¡¯s where I¡¯ll stay
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Still reppin like I used to
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Still actin like I used to
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Still stuntin like I used to
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Still coming through something new
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Like I done the last 10+
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Ya niggas alright but you ain¡¯t us
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Switch V12¡¯s, eat my dust
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I¡¯m a Hogan, back from Texas, just came from New Orleans
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I¡¯ve been doin this shit so long
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Man, I¡¯m so tired of balling
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(Hook)
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We be tippin, golden sippin, never trippin, we just getting money
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South Park, 5th wall, mo¡¯ city acres home
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Welcome back to Texas, go on and grab your Styrofoam and po¡¯ up
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We be tippin, golden sippin, never trippin, we just getting money
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South-west, homey stay green, pouring yella stone
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Welcome back to Texas, go on and grab your Styrofoam and po¡¯ up
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(Verse)
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Bitch I¡¯m thrown, sideways like Pacquaio
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Broads wanna wipe me down like a paper towel
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I¡¯m at the gallery, followed by kush cloud
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Paper stacked, I look to pow so I buy what I want just like a growl
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Pull up and that engine growling
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Valet in that penny drop em
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Slim Thugger right behind me in the traffic, stop him
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I¡¯m the frenchies, drive through in the Maserati
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These boys talkin full of shit like a Porter party
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Hold up, I¡¯m sittin crookin on chrome
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Blowin stank, I¡¯m stack a bank, handsfree phone
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Sippin paint, my Sprite paint, my jury ain¡¯t no wrong
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If you tokin down on the Texas better leave me the fuck alone
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My money long, that¡¯s way I know
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Just look at the shit I¡¯m ownin
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I got too much money to make than to be worryin bout F¡¯in a bitch a bone
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My mind gone, my top blown, I¡¯m throwed
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My drink cold, my dank rolled, my bank roll is wow
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(Hook)
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We be tippin, golden sippin, never trippin, we just getting money
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South Park, 5th wall, mo¡¯ city acres home
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Welcome back to Texas, go on and grab your Styrofoam and po¡¯ up
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We be tippin, golden sippin, never trippin, we just getting money
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South-west, homey stay green, pouring yella stone
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Welcome back to Texas, go on and grab your Styrofoam and po¡¯ up
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Po' Up Justice
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| Slim Thug |
